The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 22

After getting back to the apartment, I’d barely set down my things before my phone began to ring. I groaned, not having the patience for any human interaction. It didn’t help that the plane ride home had left me exhausted.

With a sigh, I grabbed it from out of my bag. I barely registered the name on the screen before I thoughtlessly picked up the call.

“Hello?” I said, dropping my keys on the counter. I hurried over to the kitchen and opened the fridge. “This is Evie.”

“Hi, Evie,” Timothy’s voice came through and I nearly dropped the bottle of fruit juice I had grabbed.

I placed the container on the counter and cleared my throat. “Timothy. Hi.”

“Sorry, this is sudden. Considering I just saw you,” he said with a laugh. “I was wondering if you had time this week to discuss the case a bit further?”

“Of course.” I grabbed a glass from the pantry and filled it up with the juice. “Just give me a time, and I’ll likely be free.””

He hummed thoughtfully. “Tonight at four sound good? At the firm?”

“Sounds perfect.” I took a sip of my juice and cringed at how squeaky my voice had sounded.

“Great,” he said, then there was a pause. It seemed neither of us was ready to hang up, at least immediately.

Finally, I spoke up, taking advantage of the silence. “Thank you, by the way.”

“Hm?”

“For yesterday. With my panic attack…you helped a lot.”

I couldn’t see his face, but I could envision the smile that he had grown just based on his tone. “It was no problem,” he said gently.

My grip tightened on my phone and I pressed it closer to my ear. “I’ll talk to you later.”

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good rest of

my knees. to my chin. I had just taken my anxiety

the screen. I opened the text up and saw the

Coco. I’m playing nice for now,

those pixelated words sat on my screen. There had been several others he sent before that. One of them had come in during my call

lovely

calling you? I’m not into making calls, bad reception and

Coco.

Part of me wanted to respond and tell him to back off, but the other saw

that way.

steadying my breaths as they grew shallower. Even from afar, Bruce managed to make me feel disgusted with myself. Wherever he was, darkness followed in

me, with every

The sound alone. made me jump and drop my cellphone. It seemed far–fetched, but I had my suspicions that his threat hadn’t

bottom pantries, then pulled out one of the thin skillets. Slowly, I hauled myself up and made my way over to the front door. I took a quick peek through

behind me and opened the door, surprising the man on the other side. There was barely

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before being blinded by a

backward, barely catching myself on the wall. It takes a few blinks before the man is clear again, this time with a whole crowd of people

camera dangling from his neck and a notebook

‘Evie‘

trying to find her, but some guy

all those eyes watching me from my doorstep. Hesitantly, I stepped forward and looked at the display behind

had even set up a small campfire where two

you camping

that other news station’s going

can’t be serious!” I cried out. “Go

leaned toward me, his camera now trained on my face like. an

face before he could get any closer, then locked the door. for security. I knew the press was fierce when it came to a good

with myself. Any distraction was welcome, whether it was cleaning or folding laundry. The time

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